Day 1: Fail

  Light was not even tinging the horizon as I rolled over in the comfy bed. Incredibly high thread count sheets moved across my skin as I opened my eyes, and smiled at Greg. Suddenly, as my mind moved from slumber to it's waking state, a thought entered my mind. I am not in London.

  Our departure day had begun as planned. The whole party was in high spirits. We made great time on the shuttle, and whizzed through security. The concierge at British Airway's Terrace Lounge greeted us warmly, and we made ourselves comfortable on a couch. The space was tastefully decorated in grey and cobalt blue. Steve and Sylvia joined us, and cocktails were ordered. Our holiday was toasted. One martini was followed by another. Then, just before we should have begun boarding, the announcement was made. Due to mechanical difficulties with the hydraulics there would be a delay.

  This was the first of many announcements that seemed to be designed to annoy, and timed to irritate. Nerves became frayed, and we watched as people slowly unraveled in their own unique ways: pacing, drinking, grazing. We paced, drank, and grazed. Greg returned from a walk with a report that the traveler's in the coach area were even more agitated. Apparently the bottled water they had been offered was generally considered meager compensation for the inconvenience.

  Finally an announcement was made that our flight would not be leaving until the next day. Sylvia successfully negotiated the upset crowed that formed around the front desk to get us complementary rooms, and meal vouchers at the Hilton. Now, after a nights sleep we are sitting once again in the lounge waiting to board.

  Vacations are by nature unpredictable. That is really the whole point, isn't it? They are more than just a way to fill in the blanks left from documentaries or books about a destination. They are meant to entertain us by offering a sharp contrast to our predictable daily routine. By this measure our adventure is starting out great.

  Now in honor of my Pollyanna approach to this little hiccup I will play the glad game.

      Things I Am Glad Of:
      
       1)Good company
       2)No missed flight connections
       3)Business class lounge
       4)Free cocktails :)
       5)Not plummeting to the earth

  Feel free to offer some I may not have thought of in the comment space below this blog.